Maybe I just don’t get it. There is a distinct possibility that I am not even close to cool enough to understand the righteous impact that the musical compilations of The Shondes, in their new album My Dear One, make upon the right listener. I will accept that, however, I just don’t get it. The songs have a frantic pace with curious structure that assaults your ear from the moment you press play. Look past the noise and you’ll find a complex musical style buried underneath the surface layer of thrashing and crashing sounds resembling a musical seizure. The Shondes members, like their lyrics, are socially and politically charged. When you close your eyes, you can imagine them being shouted at you from a megaphone atop a studio soapbox.
Talent shines through in the instrumental background of songs like “Make it Beautiful” and “Gather Up Your Prayers” along with the clear and steady chops of lead singer Louisa Solomon. The band has a distinctly unique sound that screams originality and artistic. The songs are like paintings that you don’t quite get, but you figure someone else does or they wouldn’t exist. This is indie punk music that you either love, hate, or don’t understand. Give My Dear One a listen and find out which one you are. Check it out on .